Bright Sword: Stop pretending, I am the most powerful warlord

On the battlefield ahead!
Bi Qigu led the remaining one team to launch a suicide attack towards Chen Kuan and others.

However, Bi Qigu has more brains than Hayata. Although it is a suicide attack, they are not brainless charges.

According to Hikigu's instructions, the entire army is divided into three sections. The heavy troops in the middle are equipped with grenades and all light machine guns. The two sides are in a supporting state to cover the main force in the middle. The overall offensive is like a sharp arrow.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The sound of mortars continued to come, and the flames and explosions enveloped the entire battlefield.

Dust was flying up from the explosion, and the blood in the bomb shelter had merged together, making it impossible to tell whether it was the devils or the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army.

Sweat slid down the cheeks and into the eyes, and the sharp pain made the tired people tense up again.

"Damn, these bastards, are they ready to fight with us?"

"Isn't it just head-to-head? Let's hit it. I want to see how they can fight us with such a small number of people!"

Zhu Ziming dropped the bastard cover in his hand and replaced it with the Sanba cover he picked up from somewhere, and cursed viciously.

Just when he was about to rush out of the trench, Chen Kuan dragged him down.

"What are you dragging me for?" Zhu Ziming looked at Chen Kuan with a surprised face: "The little devil is almost hit in the face, and he is still shrinking in the trench?"

"Now the devils are in full swing, we have to avoid their edge!"

"Avoid an egg!" Zhu Ziming scolded, "Don't dare to fight now, it will only make the little devil more arrogant."

"If you don't dare to fight, don't stop me. I'll take my battalion. I don't believe I can't deal with these sons of bitches."

Wang Hai on the side hurried forward to persuade: "Battle Commander Zhu, don't be impulsive, you have to think about our future."

"Even if we eat up this devil's unit, so what? We have only arrived in the Northeast, and the continuous combat team has lost a lot of brothers. You are here to face the devil head-on, what will you do in the future?"

Zhu Ziming was stunned. He was completely angry just now, and immediately forgot what Wu Qianli said.

Considering the future development of the army, Wu Qianli told everyone from the moment he stepped into the Northeast that they are now fighting alone, and unnecessary casualties should be avoided as much as possible.

Cities that can be taken from a long distance with cannons should not be dispatched as much as possible, and tactical strategies should be used when encountering fierce offensive devils. Their movements must be fast, the offensive must be fierce, and casualties must be small.

"It's so fucking aggrieved!" Zhu Ziming sat down, his words were full of displeasure.

Wang Hai ignored him, and turned to look at Chen Kuan: "The little devil is coming aggressively now, how should we fight now?"

"Divide up and encircle!" Ge Erdan suggested: "The four battalions spread out their attacks to avoid their sharp edge, and then form an encirclement trend!"

"No!" Chen Kuan immediately vetoed: "The offensive launched by the little devil is too fierce. Once we divide our troops, the front troops will be defeated in less than half an hour, and there is no time to encircle them!"

Wang Hai frowned: "Old Chen is right. Now the four battalions are fighting together like this. Once the troops are divided, it is tantamount to letting go of the defense line. It is absolutely impossible."

"If we persist in this way, the casualties of the troops will not be small. Our four battalion commanders have to make up their minds."

Sweat kept rolling down Chen Kuan's forehead, and his facial features were almost screwed together. He really couldn't think of a way to do it now.

"Damn it, how would the leader deal with the current situation?"

Chen Kuan kept rolling his eyes and trying to think of a solution, but his mind was blank except for the sound of gunfire!
At this moment, a soldier ran over in a hurry under the artillery fire.

"The four battalion commanders, the regimental commander ordered that all troops cover each other, quickly withdraw to our trenches, and distance ourselves from the devils!"

Chen Kuan turned his head abruptly: "Retreat, what does the regiment leader want to do? We took the position here with great difficulty."

"Four commanders, please execute the order!" After the soldiers finished saying this, they ignored the four of them.

Zhu Ziming looked at Chen Kuan in surprise: "What should we do now?"

Chen Kuan gritted his teeth: "What else can I do? Can I still disobey orders?"

"Battalion Commander Ge, Battalion Commander Wang, and Battalion Commander Zhu each led their troops in batches. After our troops are terminated, we will execute the order!"

"Yes!" The three of them agreed and left each other, and then their respective troops retreated slowly.

Inside the devil's main trench headquarters.

At this time, Hikigu's eyes were red, and the sweat from his palms and forehead kept dripping, soaking a corner of the map.

His nerves are tense now, and his whole body is like a balloon that is about to explode.

This time he is fighting to the death, and it's a good thing if he wins, not only can he regain the front line, but he can also buy time for reinforcements to come over, but if he fails, he will lose everything!

Listening to the continuous sound of cannonballs outside, Hikigu felt that his heart seemed to be beating with the explosion of shells.

At this moment, the explosion sound outside suddenly stopped, and Hikigu's heart suddenly thumped, and he rushed towards the headquarters.

Excessive tension made his vision blurred. Although he ran all the way, he stumbled.

"Stopped? Why did the gunfire stop?"

Hikigu climbed up the trench along the motif with difficulty, picked up the binoculars and looked around.

"Huchi! Huchi!"

"Hahaha!"

Exhaling a few rough breaths violently, Bi Qigu couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"No, Tubalu didn't rush up, we succeeded, we succeeded, long live His Majesty Tian Locust!"

The deputy staff officer trotted all the way to the bottom of Biqigu, looking at Biqigu who was holding his own command knife and dancing non-stop, the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

"Your Excellency Hikigu, we succeeded. Tubalu couldn't withstand our offensive and retreated. At present, our department has regained the lost position of Your Excellency Hayata."

"The soldiers in front asked if they wanted to continue the attack?"

"Huh?" Bi Qigu bent down, looked down from between his legs to the deputy staff officer, and laughed loudly.

"Stop chasing! The casualties are already too high, there is no need to spend any more troops, and it will be dawn in three hours. Let the soldiers of the empire take the time to rest. The Tuba Road should launch another attack before dawn!"

"Understood!" The deputy staff officer responded and left.

At the same time, Wu Qianli walked out of the temporary headquarters and came to the trench outside.

"Crack!"

With a match burning, Wu Qianli's cigarette was lit.

He extinguished the match in his hand and exhaled a puff of white smoke: "The fight was really fierce, but this battle should be over."

Looking at the battlefield that was still smoking in front of him, Wu Qianli couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"Captain, it's dangerous, come down!" A guard couldn't help persuading Wu Qianli when he saw Wu Qianli standing on the trench.

Wu Qianli didn't pay attention, and suddenly there was a sound of footsteps in his ears, and he said lightly: "Here we come? The front line is very adaptable!"